Thursday, 7 January 2010

bike bits and time off.

I had a conversation with a man I work with last night while dodging the unusually cold weather this winter has brought with it. We were talking about what we like, and why we are all a little like addicts when it comes to doing it and/or buying things to do "it". He likes to make music in the most modern of ways using a pc and monitors. Not monitors as I understood you see, appearantly a monitor is like a speaker but does not smooth out the rough would be my new take on the subject. The point of this is we each had things we loved to do things we spent our money on but things that we each could not understand entirely enjoying in our own right. We did understand each others passion for what we did, in doing so forgave what intiially seemed to the other as an expense that was not justified.

So why is this nugget of truth important. Well it justifies to me my own need to spend a little bit of money on something that essentially was not broken did not need repaired and functioned pretty well. If indeed I required justification for spending money on myself, " at tmes I do". I bought a saddle. I had some sore bits around the soft stuff between my legs and hoped for a cure. I resaerched and checked eventually going with a brand I use for my shoes which are very comfortable. I tried the saddle for a few minutes and find it tio fit well with no soreness in the place I had it before. So I hope over time and testing this will continue.

Training is feeling good at the moment I am taking things steadily, which is a good feeling. Massage is planned and booked, in part at least. Programme scheduled, spares purchased and contingency made for days when the weather is bad or I forget to take equipmentform one house to the other.

20mm. This is important! Why? It is the difference in being comfortable and not being comfortable. This is the difference in stem length I chose to make things more easy to ride for long periods. It seems to be good (for a few minutes at least) having my bars back to where they used to live but a little closer. Time will tell (all things).

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